April 24, 2019
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Why Scarlett Never Really Loved Ashley, Anyway.
Why Scarlett Never Really Loved Ashley, Anyway.
by Robert Diamante
I go down,
I surface, breathe.
go down again.
A vexing cycle.
But not today. Today
I choose to swim,
So I swim, do not
sink into despair.
I stay equal with my beloved
over there
mounted on the bank, who
once held out his hand.
Reeling in the current,
I make my way inside the tide
into which I have I surrendered.
All I see is water. Water and air,
which I breath.
Then the curtain rises and he is
far away.
Goodbye man on the bank.
Goodbye watcher, stander still.
Farewell you, drowning man,
whose feet have never reeled.